BOUND TO HIM

Ripped Innocence

Life ends for all of us in one way or another but for Kari hers was bound to end by his hands. She felt trapped in a life that she knew wasn't good for her, and she was ready to leave. She had enough of the manipulation, the abuse, and the lack of love shared between two souls.

The first major attempt I made to leave Brandon ended unsuccessfully. It happened in June. My cousin got married and even though I was dating Brandon my cousin wouldn't allow him to attend her wedding. It was as if she knew what kind of evil he was, even though I had never dared to reveal the true suffering I had endured. Her wedding was quite spectacular and I felt as though I looked absolutely beautiful. The day went as planned and was perfect. After watching the two become happily married I knew that I needed to just push threw my fears and end it with Brandon. I wanted what they had. Sweet and real love.
After the reception Brandon swung by and picked me up. We headed to one of the usual deserted parks to allow him to take his frustrations from the day out on me. We parked as we usually did but when he turned the engine off I began to speak. I swallowed the giant lump in my throat and slowly uttered the first words.
"I um... I really need to talk to you about something important."
He sat quietly and listened to me intently. It shocked me a little because he rarely allowed me to finish my sentences. Hell I couldn't even finish my own thoughts without him barging in and ripping them away. I cautiously continued.

"So I want you to know that even though I love you, I think we would be better as friends."

I really didn't want to be anything with him. I have always heard that when your delivering news that may be upsetting it's best to use words like "I" or "we" and to keep it simple but to the point.

"What the fuck did you say?"

His voice level reached its top volume in seconds. Shit this was bad. His explosions I expected, but this one was the fastest so far.

"Do you think you can leave me?" He continued.
"Have you forgotten what I will do to you?"

"I can't take this anymore. I don't care what you do to me. It can't be any worse than the hell I live in every day with you." I spoke, finally putting my foot down.
"Fine! Leave bitch! GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY TRUCK!"

"But we are miles from where my car is parked." I pleaded trying to reason with his humanity.

"I don't give a fuck!" He yelled.

"Fine. Fuck you. I'll walk just to get away from you."

I sternly told him and gathered my things. I slung the passenger door open, and got out. I was furious that he was treating me like garbage. It did however make me relieved that he wasn't making me stay. I walked up the street towards the direction of my car. I could taste my freedom in the night air and it was great.
After about 10 minutes of walking a vehicle came pulling up beside me. It was a concerned passerby who stopped to offer me a lift. I politely declined fearing the abduction of this stranger. If I had known the events that were about to take place I would have gladly accepted the risk of abduction. Another 10 minutes passed before the monster pulled up beside me.

"I'm sorry beautiful."

He spoke softly.

"Please get in and I'll take you to your car."

I should not have believed him, but I got in his truck. My feet were covered in blisters from the heels I had worn to the wedding. The moment I closed the door, the click of the locks, sounded the start of the fight. He peeled away from the curb and he raced back to the park.
"I thought you were taking me to my car. I told you I'm done."
Even as the words left my lips I already knew what his response would be.

"You aren't breaking up with me. I've told you that you will never leave me until I'm done with you."

As he continued his voice elevated to match the anger stirring inside. He pulled into the usual parking spot. He shut the engine off and exited his truck. He came over to my side to make me get out so that he could make sure he got his point across. His hand took hold of my hair. I could feel the strands of my blonde locks ripping from my scalp as he used his hold to drag me further into the wooded part. He was silent for the 2 minutes it took for us to reach a small clearing amongst the trees. He slung me around like a ragdoll, throwing me on the ground. He towered over me and I prepared myself as his foot came rushing towards me. In between each blow he shouted his threats.

"You will not leave me! Ever!"

"I hate you." I screamed back.

"You may hate me but you ain't leaving me." He continued.

He gave me a hard kick to my ribs which caused fresh blood to spew from my mouth. He pounced on top of me with my back against the cold ground. He pinned my hands above my head to control my frail attempts of defensive attacks. I couldn't take the weight of his body mixed with the humiliation of being overpowered. He gently stroked my face which sent fire through my veins. I did the only thing I could do to show my disgust of his touch, I spat directly onto his face. That was a big mistake. His right hook came swift and hard. It connected with my left jawline and left a permanent clicking noise when I open my mouth too wide. Then he surrounded my throat with his hands, slowly draining the life from me. Evil seeped from every pore of his being. Even though I knew my life was at an end that night I didn't react with fear. I was done with his shit. I stared directly into his soul and laughed.
  He realized that I would not be broken this way and he released his hold. I choked on my spit as I desperately gasped for air. My entire face felt hot as blood rushed back in it. He was still sitting on top of me which prevented me from fully inhaling a whole breath. But I could easily hear his next words that were forever etched in my mind.

"You really don't care about your own life? Do you beautiful?"

I flashed a look of fuck you at him before he continued.

"What about your sweet, innocent nieces? Do their lives matter to you?"

"You wouldn't dare!" I screamed with a tremble in my voice.

"I will rip their tiny bodies apart right in front of you. Their 4 year old minds will be tainted by my cock. I will take away their childhood and there will be nothing left but the shell of their bodies."

His previous threats of my life seemed  as distant lullabies compared to the sharp raw sting of him hurting my nieces. I broke instantly and relinquished my freedom. I begged for forgiveness.

"Please don't hurt them I'll do anything you want. I'll be good. I will stay with you."

"Then show me..." a sly grin creeped across his face. "make me believe you love me."

His hands cupped my face forcing our eyes to meet. He waited for the look of complete helplessness. Then he kissed me. I tried to pull away but his simple utterance of "Remember what happens if you don't" forced me to lock lips with passion and finish the fight with not an ounce of dignity.